Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 106065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
“That’s it,” he murmured sleepily. “Pop needs a nice, tight little throat to fuck. Breathe through your nose.”
I shuddered and braced myself on Daddy’s thighs.
“It won’t take long.” He touched my cheek reverently, a contrast to the indecency of forcing his thick cock down my throat. “When my boy’s actin’ like a desperate little slut, rapin’ his Daddy in his sleep, this is what happens.”
I hummed on the upstroke and licked him greedily.
“Whore,” he whispered. “But just for me and Daddy.”
I nodded and looked up at him. “Only you two, Pop. And Archie, ’cause he’s super delicious too, and I can’t help myself.”
“Can’t blame you there.” He pushed in again and groaned quietly.
Steady.
I breathed calmly through my nose.
He slid a hand down to my throat. “Ah, there we go,” he exhaled. “Feel here. Feel that little bump.”
There was nothing little about his cock.
Fucking monster.
A deliciously dirty monster.
True to his word, he set a fast pace to chase his midnight pleasure, and I didn’t have to do much when he started thrusting. I focused on using my tongue on him and my butt on Daddy. And I still had one hand free to stroke my needy cock!
“Christ, boy, you were born for throat-fucking,” he grunted.
I beamed internally from his kind praise, and it made it easier to concentrate on pleasing him. Whenever I felt like I was going to choke or gag, I closed my eyes and took a short breath through my nose before I could spiral.
Daddy trembled underneath me, and I realized I was moving much faster now. I could hear his breathing growing heavier also, and it was only a moment or two later that he went rigid. My Daddy was coming in me! My butt loved that. I wanted his come in me every single day.
I slowed down and clenched around Daddy’s cock.
Greer moaned and reached down to grope my chest and my nipples. “Don’t come on the sheets, baby. We’ll take care of that together when I’m done.”
But, ohh! I was so horny and itching to come! I mean, I obeyed, but it sucked to feel the surge of that orgasmic bliss slow down within me. Thankfully, Greer was almost there. He fucked my mouth fast and hard until his motions became irregular, and then he was coming with a guttural groan.
The downside to being deep-throated was that I barely got to taste him. Just a little bit.
Wait. I was wrong. He panted and withdrew from me slowly, and then, right there, he squeezed his cock, and a last trickle of his orgasm coated my tongue.
“Mmm…” I sucked and licked him clean. “Thank you, Dominus,” I croaked.
“Good boy. Good fucking boy. Jesus fuck.” He blew out a harsh breath and sat down on the edge of the bed. “Let’s get you off before Daddy needs another round. That’s how you’ll stay up all night.”
Nothing wrong with that!
“I like having him inside me, though,” I confessed. “It feels good and snuggly and wet in my secret place.”
He merely smirked and shook his head at me, and then he dipped down and engulfed my cock in his mouth.
I shivered and placed my hands on his head.
“Ohhhh,” I breathed.
Oh my gosh, I’d be lucky if I lasted a whole minute. He took all of me with ease, his beard tickling my skin whenever he went all the way down, and then he slid his tongue around me on the way up again.
My breath stuttered as he sucked hard on the head, and he set all those overwhelming sensations in motion once more.
“Can we k-kiss and swallow together, p-please?” I stammered through a moan.
He hummed and redoubled his efforts.
I started whimpering uncontrollably. He went faster and played with my balls too, rolling them firmly in his hand. And as if that wasn’t enough, he slipped two fingers farther back and caressed my opening where Daddy’s softened cock still was buried in me. My skin was so sensitive there that Greer shoved me straight into a state of bliss.
I gasped and bucked into his wet, warm, perfect mouth, and I had to smash my lips together to keep from groaning too loudly. Spurt after spurt coated the roof of his mouth until I was so spent that I wanted to collapse right on top of Daddy and fall asleep.
When I was done, before I could regulate my breathing, Greer nuzzled his way up my body, cupped my face in his hands, and captured my lips in a sensual kiss. He did exactly what he’d done with Daddy the other night, and it made me whimper in need all over again.
My mouth flooded with come and his tongue, and I swallowed a little bit and pushed back. I stroked his tongue with my own and basked in the filth till we’d swapped and kissed away the last of my come.